Re: Chapter #3: Foxglove and Friends
Liseth paled slightly and shook her head violently at Cato's mention that she might ever be able to create undead. She couldn't think of anything more horrifying than to willingly bring an undead into existence. Why would anybody ever want to do that? "No, no skeleton tracks were outside. I suppose there could have been a skeleton wearing boots, that would make the track look like a normal person. But skeletons don't weigh very much; their tracks wouldn't be as deep as a living person's." She answered in response to Cato's question of her.
Nodding along with Kerr's explanation of Desna's divine opponents, Liseth kept her gaze fixed on the robe while Pisca examined it. "I don't know anything about Father Tobayn, except that he held the position as Sandpoint's prelate before Father Zantus. Maybe Father Zantus will know more about somebody that would want to desecrate his remains. Or somebody who just hates Desna and Sandpoint." She frowned when Kerr spoke about carrying starknives, "I don't like weapons. But with everything that's been happening...goblins attacking the town, skeletons getting left in the Boneyard right next to the Cathedral...maybe it would be for the best." The girl bit her lip for a moment in consideration, "Daddy taught me how to use some weapons. Spears, maces, crossbows..." She looked down, "But I don't think that I could bring myself to use them on a person. Or even a goblin."
Her eyes widened in shock when Pisca finished her examination of the robe and Liseth held tighter to Kerr. "It made the skeletons?! They came from the robe? Are you sure that its magic is gone? What if it makes more? We have to destroy it! Burn it, or..." She seemed to realize that she was making a spectacle of herself and stopped, "I'm sorry..."
It did prompt her into a fearful lecture on Undead though; perhaps compounded by Kellan's admission that he never thought they were even real before today. "Skeletons like that are just the weakest and most common type of undead though. You can't cut them or stab them with a sword or spear; they don't have any flesh on them. You need to break them apart with a mace or a staff. Holy water will always work on any undead though; it burns them like acid burns a living person. But some undead are powerful and resistant to its effects. And fire will usually work too." Liseth cast her eyes towards Kellan, "See Mr Storval, Undead are very real. They don't feel pain, they never get tired, they don't sleep or ever have to stop. The only way to stop them is to destroy them. But when you're fighting them, remember that they don't feel fear; you can't break their morale like you might when fighting a living opponent and make them flee. Many undead, like those skeletons, they don't even have real minds. They can't think or reason; they just want to kill the living." She shuddered, "Some undead can think though. Those are the really dangerous ones. Be careful if you ever meet one." Liseth clutched her holy symbol, "Because the only thing that can keep them at bay or make them flee is powerful magic or the divine power of the gods. And sometimes even that doesn't work..." She ended on a quiet note, reminded of how little she had managed to affect the undead with her own divine burst. Once again thankful that Kerr was there to destroy them when she couldn't.
She breathed and calmed herself down, then watched as Pisca went to leave the vault, "I didn't see any other tracks, Ms Freemish. They must have followed the same path back to the wall and climbed back over. If there was six goblins they would have been able to carry Father Tobayn's remains easily enough. And if they had rope they could have gotten back over the wall with them too." She looked at Kerr then started to follow Pisca out of the vault, "But I suppose that I could check again, just to be sure. I don't know what else they might have done though."
OOC: Another Survival roll? Though I don't expect to find anything that I didn't see last time.
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